“I often look around in a church at the utterly expressionless faces singing "Alleluia! Alleluia!" and wonder why we don't let our faces know what our lips are saying.”

“It feels like cheap sex and spurious art to me, the spiritual equivalent of junk food; it may look like an éclair, but it's really a Twinkie.”

“You do what you were made to do. Some of us were made to read and write. Thanks be to God.”

“So entangled are we in our own designs that the concurrent and often conflicting plots of our families, friends, and enemies may come to us as surprises suddenly unraveled or traps suddenly sprung... If no one can see into another's heart, it is probably because no one comes close enough, or stays long enough, or listens loud enough over the thump of their own, to see and hear.”

“Edge rolled his eyes as he turned to face her. “I appreciate your concern but I think I can handle a few vampires on my own. Besides… it wasn’t anything serious. I have no unsavory intentions towards her. Despite what you may think of me I am not completely without conscience.” “I don’t think that. I think you’re a man- whore, there’s a difference.”

“My biggest Buff Orpinton rooster is on the small corral fence letting the world know he is in charge, all puffed up and sassy. There is nothing more silly than a rooster taking over the world, but every day he things he can. I wonder if we are just a little part of the world, like that rooster, and that the real things go on around us while we strut in our own yards trying to take charge of things.”

“I don’t often need rescuing, but it’s nice when it goes well and doesn’t involve great heights.”